Avoiding Distractions

For two to three weeks now the biggest things that have been impeding my own writing are distractions.  Some of them may be worthy ones, like the needs of my husband or kids, others not so much.  It’s been such things as video games, reading, television, and just about anything else one could think of to do that has kept me from turning out pages.  One begins to wonder if it is part of a bigger issue.

In the past I’ve always been good about allotting my time.  If I was inclined to play a game, I could set a time limit and stick to it.  I kept a good handle on the number of TV shows that were on my must-see list, and I made sure specific time blocks were set for my work, and let nothing come between that goal… so why has that faded now?

When I look inside, it seems to be I’m in that new book/story funk.  Even though I have a good handle on the tale I want to tell, I’m struggling with things like tone, POV, etc.  The tone of this story is very differnt than the one I just finished. From the first page it feels very dark, very ominous.  There is no levity and a lot of pain.  I know I can’t take this hero on a 300 page journey and have him never see a differnt mindset, but figuring out how to slow dial things around, yet keep that ominous fee is a real puzzle.

As far as point of view goes, I usually write in multi-povs.  I want to see the whole story, from at least the eyes of two characters, but I don’t see this as being the type of story that can be told that way.  There is too much going on that needs to be laid out in chucks for the hero, that the only was I can conceive to make that work is only tell it from his POV.  Another puzzle my brain is having a hard time solving.

In the past, when I’ve been struck with a bit of writer’s block, playing a simple game–changing my focus–has allowed the answer to sort of rise to the top.  I have a feeling this time the only way I’m going to completely work through it is to write.

Do any of you have tricks to help deal with these types of issues?

Celebrating Life; MJ’s/Farrah’s passing

It would be hard to write a post today and not comment on the v upsetting events of yesterday;  The world lost two iconic figures.  So scan down for just a few words on that, but first… it’s been way too long since I’ve shared pictures of the bulldogge puppies:

They turned five weeks old just the other day and are not only beginning to display thier very bullie features, but are starting to display personalities all their own.  Here are a few recent pics:

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Johan is quite the little guy with a huge personality. In the first week, I thought he was going to be the most mild-mannered, snuggly of them all. But as he’s grown, he’s developed quite the outgoing and vocal personality. He greets anyone who comes through the door with a whole-hearted welcome and loves to rough-and-tumble with his siblings.

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Draper is quite the clown and curious as a cat. He loves to investigate everything in this big, bold world around him. And honestly, isn’t his cork-screw tail the cutest thing ever?

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Sleepy little Z. He seems to believe a bulldogges role in life is to eat, sleep, and be doted upon. He’s become quite fond of this big huge pillow.

More pictures of the puppies, and thier momma Lilly, can be seen at Legacy Bulldogges.

Watching babies grow — or in this case puppies — is such a celebration of the miracle of life, but yesterday saw us faced with two very real instances of it’s finality.  The loss of Farrah Fawcett was rather expected, she’d been in such a bitter health battle for so long, I truly hope she now has peace.

The same is said for Michael Jackson. He too battled illness and illness, injury and injury and years and years of unrelenting paparazzi press and hounding. Thrust into the spotlight at such a young age, he seemed to be torn between the need to remain there and the pitfalls that go along with that type of fame.

And the hounding and indignities of the mainstream media followed him into his final rest.  The idea that an Entertainment website could see fit to post a photo of an intabated MJ being placed in an ambulance as his ‘last photo’ disgusts me and the fact most ever MSM source highlighted the delivery of his body to the coronors office says there is no limits to what depths the media will sink to in the name of ‘the story.’  For God’s sake, give the man a little peace, he certainly never had it in life.

Prewriting and Beginnings

As I start writing this new book, I hope to devote one or two posts a week to my process, what I’m struggling with, or what is really working for me. At the end of last week and over the weekend, I began my prewiritng process.  This week I hope to actually start putting words to paper.

Starting a new novel is always a hard process for me.

With my past project and the one I’m beginning now, I’ve been trying to be less of a ‘write it as it comes to me’ and more of a plotter and planner.  I have to admit the more prewriting I do, the easier the words come once I start.  Well, except for that beginning.

First: What is my prewriting checklist?  I have several spreadsheets (most picked up from other writers and writing sources) that help me define each major character. Character profiles that cover everything from physical appearances to traits and flaws.  I then look at and work out the main goal, motivation and conflict for not just my hero/heroine, but any other major characters that play a role (this usually includes a ‘bad guy’).

Once I know where everyone wants to go, the next step is to plot how they’re going to get there, which means outlining the book.  In the past I’ve used a very general outline, briefly summarizing each perspective chapter, focusing mostly on turning points, black moment, etc, but with this new project (Resurrecting Harry) I’m going to try to do a detailed map of each scene before I even begin writing, hoping this will make the trip much smoother.

Though… I suppose I’ve already broken from that because yesterday I just had to start fiddling with words.  Openings are hard, but I’m struggling with this one even more than I have in the past.  It’s not that I don’t know where I want to open, but I’m just not sure if the way I want to present it will work in the written word.  I’m struggling for the right words to paint the drama I see in my mind’s eye.  It’s a lot of action and internal pain, and not much in the way of interaction with anyone but himself.

But, when it comes down to it, these scribbles I’m working with may or may not be my opening when all is said and done, and if I scrap every single word of it, it still served a purpose.  I’ve already learned my theme — or at least Harry’s.  His obstacle to overcome and lesson to learn is rooted in the proverb “Pride goeth before destruction” and the seven deadly sins.  Not that it’s a religious story, because it isn’t. It’s more about his (and her) values and their ability to believe in the impossible and each other.

So, my goals for this first week are to finish my scene map and draft chapter one.  Wish me luck

New Home

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Please bookmark this site as ‘butterfly fiction’ will cease to exist come the end of July.

New posts (with real content) will begin tomorrow.