A Different Plan of Attack
Sorry I didn't get online to blog yesterday, but in my absence from the Internet, I did get some things done.
After getting my 5-year-old registered for kindergarten (an adventure in itself), I took some time to catch up on TiVo and do some reading (LOVED Marianne Mancusi's A Connecticut Fashionista in King Arthur's Court! I highly recommend this book.) . Later that evening, we met my husband at the studio, and I took a look at my writing projects.
First, the synopsis workshop. I'd planned to get my Antagonist Template filled in, and I must have stared at the stupid thing until my eyes crossed. After quite a bit of shifting in my seat, loud sighing, and playing with my hair, I went ahead and opened the Literary Template our instructor uploaded for those of us writing literary novels. Just for giggles, of course.
Okay, I was actually doing a bit more procrastinating. But I was having serious trouble, and I really hoped this template would jump start my snoozing brain. So it really wasn't procrastinating, right?
Now, according to the definitions Mary Buckham gave in an earlier lecture, IH is not a literary novel by any stretch of the imagination--it's most decidedly commercial fiction. The building of the plot toward the Black Moment, the character arcs...all signs of commercial fiction. However, I opened that Literary Template, read through it once, and proceeded to fill it in without any problem whatsoever.
What does that mean? Talk about confusion! Looks like I'll be raising my virtual hand in the virtual classroom, and hoping our workshop instructor can explain what's going on, because I sure don't have any idea.
But at least I got somewhere.
With BMO, I've made a decision. For a while now, I've been telling myself that I really need to get on the stick and get those FDi30D worksheets completed. I know I need to do this. I'm determined to finish this book, and SR after that. But the moment I open a worksheet, I find something else that needs to be done. The other day, I even cleaned out my refrigerator, for crying out loud! So last night, as the result of a recent e-mail I received, I pondered the situation. I don't have the opportunity to ponder very often, so it was actually quite enjoyable. Anyway, I've decided it's time to attack this book from a different angle. I'm going to set aside the worksheets and just try some straight writing for a while. I've got a basic outline for the story done, I know where I want it to go, so today I'm going to start working on getting it there.
I'll turn on my soundtrack for this particular book (all Danny Vaughn, all the time), pop on the headphones, and let my fingers fly over the keyboard.
So now I need to quit blogging (and no, this is not more procrastination) and get writing!
After getting my 5-year-old registered for kindergarten (an adventure in itself), I took some time to catch up on TiVo and do some reading (LOVED Marianne Mancusi's A Connecticut Fashionista in King Arthur's Court! I highly recommend this book.) . Later that evening, we met my husband at the studio, and I took a look at my writing projects.
First, the synopsis workshop. I'd planned to get my Antagonist Template filled in, and I must have stared at the stupid thing until my eyes crossed. After quite a bit of shifting in my seat, loud sighing, and playing with my hair, I went ahead and opened the Literary Template our instructor uploaded for those of us writing literary novels. Just for giggles, of course.
Okay, I was actually doing a bit more procrastinating. But I was having serious trouble, and I really hoped this template would jump start my snoozing brain. So it really wasn't procrastinating, right?
Now, according to the definitions Mary Buckham gave in an earlier lecture, IH is not a literary novel by any stretch of the imagination--it's most decidedly commercial fiction. The building of the plot toward the Black Moment, the character arcs...all signs of commercial fiction. However, I opened that Literary Template, read through it once, and proceeded to fill it in without any problem whatsoever.
What does that mean? Talk about confusion! Looks like I'll be raising my virtual hand in the virtual classroom, and hoping our workshop instructor can explain what's going on, because I sure don't have any idea.
But at least I got somewhere.
With BMO, I've made a decision. For a while now, I've been telling myself that I really need to get on the stick and get those FDi30D worksheets completed. I know I need to do this. I'm determined to finish this book, and SR after that. But the moment I open a worksheet, I find something else that needs to be done. The other day, I even cleaned out my refrigerator, for crying out loud! So last night, as the result of a recent e-mail I received, I pondered the situation. I don't have the opportunity to ponder very often, so it was actually quite enjoyable. Anyway, I've decided it's time to attack this book from a different angle. I'm going to set aside the worksheets and just try some straight writing for a while. I've got a basic outline for the story done, I know where I want it to go, so today I'm going to start working on getting it there.
I'll turn on my soundtrack for this particular book (all Danny Vaughn, all the time), pop on the headphones, and let my fingers fly over the keyboard.
So now I need to quit blogging (and no, this is not more procrastination) and get writing!
2 Comments:
nice blog :)))))
By Buttercup and JOHN-43, at 4:20 PM
Thanks!
By Lynn, at 1:49 PM
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