• MY Work

    To Mold Him is to Love Him

    I mean the love interests of my main character… It’s more difficult when you’re not in love with anyone–attracted to anyone–nor dream of anyone in your real world. Like–I know what sort of man turns my head, generally, and keeps it there for more than two seconds and… strange enough… he generally looks like that portrait of Jesus Christ… I kid you not. And the last time I saw this particular guy was at the Fremont Marketplace, he was walking down the center street, splitting the vendors with long blonde dreads, that sexy long thin face, shallow beard and mustache–a tall guy too but he was playing this strange instrument…

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    Another Fiction Fade…

    See… I write EVERYDAY… I mean, every-single-day… And now it’s 11:45PM and I can hardly keep my eyes open but the story that I’m now working on, thanks to my breakthrough of finally being able to embody the main character some–well, a lot–(okay, enough), has come to a halt on this Saturday, May 7th… and this sucks. I wonder, if days like these, which I call Fiction Fade days, go away once your published, successful and only do one thing for a living–building fictional worlds? I woke up at 11:00AM because I drove 50 miles out to my mom’s house yesterday evening, even after a full day of being sick–but…

  • MY Work

    Befriending the “Delete” Key…

    This morning I sat down to write… I was on page 3 of my new novel–and struggled writing the story up to that point. I mean, I saw my character move through the world and her reaction to it but she was sluggish somehow and I couldn’t speed her up. Get to it.  See… I chose a point of view (POV)/tense duo, I’ve never written in before (First Person/Present Tense). I sat there at my desk to try again–“read it,” I commanded myself. And frankly–I was bored by my prose. I know where she ends up (thanks to the outline)–and I want to see her get there not watch her…

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    The PRESSURE of being on Vacation…

    So today my two week vacation starts–and I have a TON of things to get done… BUT–I’ve decided to go with the flow, no pressure…All I know is the end result and that I’m giving it my ALL to make it happen… This morning I decided to take a fresh look at a women’s/literary fiction novel that I’ve been querying for a while–two agents have had the full for a number of months… My goal was to read through it once again before I contact those agents with a, “hey, I’m not sure if you received my manuscript, so here’s another copy,” follow up. I wanted to make it’s tight…

  • MY Work

    PLOT, PLOt, PLot, Plot…plot…

    I read somewhere that plot is the last thing a writer learns…And the hardest. You know like those old Chinese films–Kungfu Theater–how many of us are old enough to remember that???? BTW–I used to LOVE it! So–in some storylines the hero has all the goods but needs to take the journey to reach the pinnacle of his ability to prepare for the fight of his life… While off training he pushes his body to the extreme and his mind to new heights–he conquers his weaknesses and acquires new strengths… The Journey… I credit an Esquire editor for sending me on that journey back in 2000 or 2001…. I used to keep…