Hi hotshot,
I hate feeling like everything I write is rubbish. It happens more and more recently. Everything is there- computer, pens, paper, pencils, I have chalk* available. But it seems like all the writing instruments in the world will never make the scary blank spaces on the screen any less intimidating. It's like my mind is just as blank- I'm a silly dreamer, so all that empty white feels like a landscape of snow. And you can make as many snow angels and snow men and women and children as you like, but then- but then what? How do you make a snow village without a shovel? Or even just a house? How do I finish one petty snow house without some inspiration?
Is this the part where all the hard work kicks in? Where you persevear through the bleakness until the sun rises again, mets the white, reveals the colours underneath. But that's no fun. It's like the ice is eternal. It feels that way, anyhow.
But I hate unresolved problems so I'll try to fix it. Write at a more regular time, for one. Maybe then my brain will learn when to get funky. And while it learns, I'll have to continue on with what I've got until the avalanche clears and I reach some good solid ground again.
*It just occurred to me that chalk is in fact white. Rats.
Saturday, 25 August 2012
Friday, 10 August 2012
music, music, music
Hi hotshot,
Music is one very important factor to writing, for me. If I read a book and am listening to a song at the same time, that song will forever effect how I see that book. Like Fireflies by Owl City now is attached to Witch and Wizard by Robert Patterson, and Shot Heard Around the World by Boys Like Girls is firmly soldered to Skulduggery Pleasant: Danger Days by Derek Landy.
Other inspirations include this piece of lovely, lovely music for the Hunger Games series.
And of course, songs can almost define characters and stories I work on. I find my writing to be very...script-like a lot of the time. I write scenes well, that's my strength. Plot is my Achilles heel, though, so I like letting characters run my story for me. So finding a song for a scene, to make it more...dense? Perfect moment.
I think, when I publish my first book, I'll have an index at the front for the song that goes with each scene, if I can. That would be nice. :)
Disclaimer: The music isn't mine.
Music is one very important factor to writing, for me. If I read a book and am listening to a song at the same time, that song will forever effect how I see that book. Like Fireflies by Owl City now is attached to Witch and Wizard by Robert Patterson, and Shot Heard Around the World by Boys Like Girls is firmly soldered to Skulduggery Pleasant: Danger Days by Derek Landy.
Other inspirations include this piece of lovely, lovely music for the Hunger Games series.
And of course, songs can almost define characters and stories I work on. I find my writing to be very...script-like a lot of the time. I write scenes well, that's my strength. Plot is my Achilles heel, though, so I like letting characters run my story for me. So finding a song for a scene, to make it more...dense? Perfect moment.
I think, when I publish my first book, I'll have an index at the front for the song that goes with each scene, if I can. That would be nice. :)
Disclaimer: The music isn't mine.
Thursday, 9 August 2012
fav books Aug '12
Hi hotshot,
I was thinking, earlier (as dangerous as that sounds). What author has ever gotten anywhere without reading? Save for the first person to ever invent a code of gibberish and write, very few. Reading good books made me want to be able to write good books. Simple.
So here's a list of some of my FAVORITE books!
In no particular order, here's Blood Red Road, by Moira Young.
This book is a shock- it's well written, while having the worst consistent spelling ever. The bad spelling, however, is on purpose, because it's written from the heroine's heavily accented point of view. The story follows Saba, a girl living in the Dust Lands, and her quest to find her twin brother Lugh. A thoroughly enjoyable dystopian, and I can't wait for it's sequel to come out. Let's hope it doesn't suck, because that would be a real let-down. Moira Young has a winner on her hands here, people.
And, always,
Divergent by Veronica Roth. Another dystopia. Another genuinely kick-ass heroine. Must read. Its sequel, Insurgent, was good, but the heroine (Tris) is not quite as awesome as before. I'm curious to see what the final book in the trilogy will be called. Convergent, anyone?
And what's a favorite book list without a talking skeleton detective? That's right, ladies and gentlemen. Skulduggery Pleasant at your service.
This book is sarcastic. And funny. So, so funny in all the right ways. The main character (apart from Skul) is the indescribable Stephanie Edgley. The series starts to get full of inself as Derek Landy writes more of them, but this is a perfect read for a rainy or sunny or weathersome day.
And vampires. I have to include vampires somewhere. How about suburban vampires?
A totally messed up family. The plot moves along at a nice pace, and there is a noticeable lack of sparkling. I really like Matt Haig's style of writing- blunt and sweet and to the point. I have made a note here to read more of his books.
NB: Read more of this guy's stuff.
Legit.
For those who have not met Terry Pratchett yet, I suggest either
The Last Continent |
or
Hogfather |
They are both gems that show how good he is at poking fun out of almost literally everything in his own book.
There is also the hilarious Beauty Queens, which is one of the nicest surprises I've had all year. I don't know why it's so surprising when I find a good book, but it is.
semi-dystopia. Strange, to say the least, and is now firmly imprinted on my mind as a very, very good piece of literature.
I think I'll leave it at seven books, for now, because seven is a good ol' number.
Wednesday, 8 August 2012
The flash of grave robbers
Hi, hotshot
I had an idea for a story today. That's really, really good. There's nothing that makes a day good quite as fast as getting an idea. They don't have a particular source. It's like reaching your hands out blindly. Often you just catch trash and nothings, but sometimes-
The title would be "The Teenage Grave Robber".
I wrote it on the envelope that held my passport photos. I had to renew my US passport, and that was the only paper I had available. Thank goodness I had paper. Usually I have to write on my hand.
Moving swiftly on, this is what flashed through my head:
I had an idea for a story today. That's really, really good. There's nothing that makes a day good quite as fast as getting an idea. They don't have a particular source. It's like reaching your hands out blindly. Often you just catch trash and nothings, but sometimes-
The title would be "The Teenage Grave Robber".
I wrote it on the envelope that held my passport photos. I had to renew my US passport, and that was the only paper I had available. Thank goodness I had paper. Usually I have to write on my hand.
Moving swiftly on, this is what flashed through my head:
First off, let's get something straight.
I am not a thief.
Dead people don't care if they're not wearing a watch anymore, missing limbs- because they're dead.
I've never stolen a damn thing in my life.
Did you expect something longer? Don't. Four sentences is more than enough. It's a flash, after all.
Sunday, 29 July 2012
NB ASAP
Hi, hotshot
I am very, very silly. Because I have forgotten one very important factor to my status as writer- I AM YOUNG. And there are numerous competitions, especially and conveniently in London, to enter stories and poems into. So I'd better start searching, right? I'm so SILLY.
I should have thought of this before, considering I've entered one such competition before. Only once, but still. The Cecil Day-Lewis competition for young people. I won a certificate for the story I entered there, which I was very pleased about. Let's see if I can win something again- and maybe come a step closer to a published tome. Alright, not a tome, but something...tangible.
Something real, instead of so many half-twiddled with ideas saved into countless Word documents. This is a short post, and I'm sorry, but that's because this isn't a rant or preach-thing. This is a goal-setter. I will find a competition...
:D
I am very, very silly. Because I have forgotten one very important factor to my status as writer- I AM YOUNG. And there are numerous competitions, especially and conveniently in London, to enter stories and poems into. So I'd better start searching, right? I'm so SILLY.
I should have thought of this before, considering I've entered one such competition before. Only once, but still. The Cecil Day-Lewis competition for young people. I won a certificate for the story I entered there, which I was very pleased about. Let's see if I can win something again- and maybe come a step closer to a published tome. Alright, not a tome, but something...tangible.
Something real, instead of so many half-twiddled with ideas saved into countless Word documents. This is a short post, and I'm sorry, but that's because this isn't a rant or preach-thing. This is a goal-setter. I will find a competition...
:D
Saturday, 28 July 2012
"Where do you get your inspiration from?" and ensuing sarcasm.
Hi hotshot,
Disclaimer: I have nothing against Americans, being one myself, and I'm sorry I don't know the anthem of Zimbabwe or even if it has one.
Someone, someday, will ask me this.
Fact is, no one knows except "my brain and the world around me."
THERE IS NO POINT IN THAT QUESTION. Yet people ask it to authors so often. And I will hopefully become a published one, so...
So, my answer will be the following:
"In the middle of the Atlantic Ocean, under the waves, there is a secret castle only Authors can find. In the heart of it, you must sing the macarena backwards and yodel the national anthem of Zimbabwe, after which a secret portal in the floor opens. In this portal there is a floating goblet filled with neon green gloop. You drink from this magic goblet, and when you come back home, you vomit out your book. Now guess where major motion pictures come from. I'll give you a clue; it's not the vomit."
If I'm feeling really, really sarcastic I'll add:
"When Authors get sick, they don't throw up normal vomit. They throw up sonnets and poems and descriptions. Remember that the next time you're admiring Poe's work. He had to get 'flu for that. Appreciate it."
I'm just so worried Americans would take me seriously.
Disclaimer: I have nothing against Americans, being one myself, and I'm sorry I don't know the anthem of Zimbabwe or even if it has one.
Someone, someday, will ask me this.
Fact is, no one knows except "my brain and the world around me."
THERE IS NO POINT IN THAT QUESTION. Yet people ask it to authors so often. And I will hopefully become a published one, so...
So, my answer will be the following:
"In the middle of the Atlantic Ocean, under the waves, there is a secret castle only Authors can find. In the heart of it, you must sing the macarena backwards and yodel the national anthem of Zimbabwe, after which a secret portal in the floor opens. In this portal there is a floating goblet filled with neon green gloop. You drink from this magic goblet, and when you come back home, you vomit out your book. Now guess where major motion pictures come from. I'll give you a clue; it's not the vomit."
If I'm feeling really, really sarcastic I'll add:
"When Authors get sick, they don't throw up normal vomit. They throw up sonnets and poems and descriptions. Remember that the next time you're admiring Poe's work. He had to get 'flu for that. Appreciate it."
I'm just so worried Americans would take me seriously.
Sunday, 8 July 2012
Punch and virtue.
Hi, hotshots
Something I have to remind myself-
writing is not about punch, punch, punch. That leaves the reader dazed and confused (just like a real set of punches would do). It's not pleasant to read.
Writing is where you show what leads to the punch, and what the punch causes.
Anticipation seems to play a big part in it. Make the reader a masochist, in a sense. Make them want a punch, crave it, but don't let them get bored.
Get the reader on your side!
What's the fun of a book where all that happens is big crashing scenes where noting is explained and its all action and no reflection? The reader needs to care. Give the person being punched an identity.
Like...Lolly Andersen, for example, could be a name you use. Give her a personality, faults galore, and give her one virtue that means your reader will always side with her.
I wrote a short story which was never finished about a character called Cal. He was angry all the time, violent, blunt and extremely temperamental. I made him the epitome of teenage rage, sarcasm and all. But that means he was never basically never sorry for himself. He didn't whinge. I gave him a solid backbone and for that I love him.
Your character can be as flawed as you wish. He can be like Cal. A total, utter screw-up. It doesn't matter so long as s/he is interesting to read about.
That's my theory, anyway.
So:
1) No punching the reader without an explanation or context. Give them time to breath in between the blows.
2) Your characters are not there to be perfect. Perfect characters will never win your reader's heart simply because your reader is not perfect.
Something I have to remind myself-
writing is not about punch, punch, punch. That leaves the reader dazed and confused (just like a real set of punches would do). It's not pleasant to read.
Writing is where you show what leads to the punch, and what the punch causes.
Anticipation seems to play a big part in it. Make the reader a masochist, in a sense. Make them want a punch, crave it, but don't let them get bored.
Get the reader on your side!
What's the fun of a book where all that happens is big crashing scenes where noting is explained and its all action and no reflection? The reader needs to care. Give the person being punched an identity.
Like...Lolly Andersen, for example, could be a name you use. Give her a personality, faults galore, and give her one virtue that means your reader will always side with her.
I wrote a short story which was never finished about a character called Cal. He was angry all the time, violent, blunt and extremely temperamental. I made him the epitome of teenage rage, sarcasm and all. But that means he was never basically never sorry for himself. He didn't whinge. I gave him a solid backbone and for that I love him.
Your character can be as flawed as you wish. He can be like Cal. A total, utter screw-up. It doesn't matter so long as s/he is interesting to read about.
That's my theory, anyway.
So:
1) No punching the reader without an explanation or context. Give them time to breath in between the blows.
2) Your characters are not there to be perfect. Perfect characters will never win your reader's heart simply because your reader is not perfect.
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