I’m so excited. A new addition is on his way. Watch your inbox for his arrival this summer. It won’t be long. No not long at all.
Here is a sneak peek.
No, it’s not a sonogram. But it is in bright beautiful colors!
A Most Reluctant Prince
This young man has worlds to discover, trophies to win, and well, you’ll just have to find out the rest when he makes his entrance in a few weeks. I’ll keep you posted.
If you have a new book making a debut soon, be sure and let me know, I’ll help spread the word.
Today, Jean’s Writing is pausing for a moment of silence.
A moment to reflect on love, and to say enough of the hate.
I hope you’ll join me in hitting pause today for just one moment of silence. One moment to think of those no longer with us because of fear and ignorance. Today let us search our hearts for a solution to the hate filled speech traveling the land like a virus. Today let us say enough. Today let us demand more from ourselves and our leaders. Let’s start with one moment of silence in respect for love lost.
Where ever you are let’s observe…
one Moment of Silence, un one Moment of Silence, un momento de silencio, een moment van stilte, un moment de silence, ein Moment der Stille, isang sandali ng katahimikan…
Join me, and my apologies if I left out your language show me how to say it in the comments section.
Ever lay awake with a story running around in your head like a demented hamster on one of those little wheels?
That happened to me last night. And after tossing and turning for what seemed like hours, I came up with a plan.
Index Cards.
I laid out the story on index cards in my mind.
Now I’ve never used this technique before. But that’s what worked last night. After I’d planned the story one index card at a time, I was able to finally drift off to sleep.
one end of my kitchen table
I’m not usually a planner. Nor am I a total pantster either. I’m somewhere in the middle. I jot down a story summary and go from there. However, this morning after enough coffee to clear the cobwebs I opened a pack of index cards, no telling how long I’ve had these things and, began writing.
So far, I like the process. I’ll keep you updated as to how it goes, if this works for me or not. Because jotting down my thoughts on these cards is just the beginning. Now I must convert these cards into scenes and the scenes into chapters. That’s the tricky part.
I understand a lot of you like Scrivener and use the index cards there. I’ve never tried that. Hmm, maybe…
Google how to write using index cards and whoa! Everyone seems to have a different take on how to use them. Some of the techniques are more detailed than an old-fashioned outline.
The point is there is no right way to plot out your story.
Whatever works for the writer is the right way. And there are lots of ways to write a story. Whether you begin with an outline, a summary, a query, index cards or just sit down and write like the bats of hell are after you. It’s all good.
Y’all tell me, do you use cards or post-it notes?
What is your favorite method to write or start your story?
My inquiring mind wants to know. Leave me a comment or
I’m terrible at writing a bio. And it seems every publication, website or blurb wants one a little different. I probably have at least 10 or more saved to “adjust” for the next one.
Too many times, my bio reads like dry toast. All crunchy, tasteless and bland. However, I do try to smear on a little honey or jam to make it more palatable.
Today I read a post about writing bios that made me smile.
I’m not sure I would apply this for a professional bio but it did give me pause. The author is reminding us not to take ourselves too seriously and to let our readers get to know us. After all, no one wants to be friends with dry toast.
But I do think her suggestion goes a long way on an about page or post. So in the spirit of getting to know each other better here goes.
I know…
I couldn’t run a mile if my life depended on it. I hate exercise. The bad guy would get me for sure.
I love country music. Texas Two Step is in my blood. And whoever said “dancing was foreplay,” knew what they were talking about.
I love a good book but couldn’t tell you which genre is my favorite. However, if I want to fall asleep fast, non-fiction will do the job.
I love bubble baths but rarely take the time to enjoy one. Showers are faster.
My husband is my biggest fan and even after 5 decades that man can turn me on with a look. And Lord help me if he gets close enough to kiss my neck.
I’m a writer. Never thought I’d write children’s books, but surprise!
The more I learn about writing and blogging, the little I know. Sometimes I feel real dumb.
I grew up in the South and learned to never discuss politics with friends, but this year it’s been hard to keep my mouth shut.
I enjoy a good dirty martini or a cold Miller Lite, depends on my mood.
So there you have it. A bit of my heart and soul revealed to you. Nothing about me being an amazing writer or the failure of “Big Publishers” to pick up on my genius. No just a little glimpse of me.
If you’d like to read the post that prompted me to share, the link is at the bottom.
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