Showing posts with label writing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label writing. Show all posts

Thursday, July 21, 2011

Follow My Book Blog Friday Hop #4



This weekly feature is hosted by
Rachel at Parajunkee's View and Alison at Alison Can Read,
 which you really must go and check out!!
Rachel not only has fabulous features,
but is a web designer
'par excellence'!!
Alison has a beautiful and very
interesting blog!


You can find the rules at the links above.
Join in the fun and make new blogging friends!!


This week's featured blogs are:
and


Here's this week's question:


Name 3 authors that you would love to sit down and spend an hour or a meal with just talking about either their books or getting advice on writing from.


What an incredibly fascinating question!!  I don't know if I could narrow the list down to three authors...I have so many, many favorites!  Besides, some of these authors are no longer in the world, sad to say... I guess they, too, can be included, since the question doesn't specify whether they would be living or dead.  Therefore, I would have to include J.R.R. Tolkien on that list!!  I would also include Charlotte Bronte, Charles Dickens, Hermann Hesse, Isaac Asimov, Robert Heinlein and Thomas Hardy!  (See, I can't limit myself to just three!)

As for living authors, definitely Stephenie Meyer and J.K. Rowling!!  Then there's also Ray Bradbury.  And Harper Lee, and Amanda Ashley, and Mary Balogh, and Lisa Bergren and Charles de Lint...

As for what I would discuss with all of these awesome writers...well, their books, of course -- for starters.  That in itself could take hours, since I like to analyze plot structure, characterization, writing style, setting, and....well, everything about a great novel!!

We would then move on to writing advice.  It would just naturally follow from the above discussion.  I could go on and mention exactly what I think each of these authors could teach me about writing, but then this post would certainly be the beginnings of a book! 

Gosh, once I get going, it's hard for me to stop!  So that's what I'll do now.  Stop. 

But...this is definitely food for thought for future posts, so you nice blog readers out there stay tuned for more!!  (Because there's more where this came from!)



Friday, July 1, 2011

Book Blogger Hop #1 (7/1 - 7/7)

 
 


This is my first time participating in this blog hop!
It's hosted by Jennifer at Crazy for Books,
and runs every week, from Friday to Monday.

Be sure to check out her blog for
the hop participation rules!


This week’s question comes from Elena,
who blogs at Books and Reviews!
Be sure to visit her blog and tell her thank you!


"When did you realize reading was your passion
and a truly important part of your life?"


This is a truly fascinating question!  I really can't remember a time that reading was not a passion for me, as well as a very, very important part of my life.  I think I was born with a profound love of books! 

I do recall that one of my favorite childhood stories, which I read over and over in a children's book, was "El Mago Silbador" ("The Whistling Magician").  Mom says that I told her the whole story from memory one day!  I don't know how old I was at the time.  Maybe four or five. 

Another little anecdote Mom has told me is that she didn't need anything other than a Reader's Digest magazine to keep me quiet, back when I was two!  She'd put me in a playpen in the living room, with the magazine sitting next to me.  Then she'd watch me as I carefully opened the magazine, and just as carefully turned the pages, scrutinizing each one minutely.  I'd spend at least an hour in this activity, after which I would fall asleep, the magazine at my side. 

I also remember having lots and lots of comic books as a child.  My favorites were Superman and Mighty Mouse.  I preferred them to dolls!

Then there were the "condensed versions" of such classics as A Christmas Carol, Tom Sawyer and The Prince and the Pauper, which I read in Spanish, since that was my first language.  I also read the fairy tales of Hans Christian Andersen in Spanish, as well as the fantastic tales of Hoffmann, the author of "The Nutcracker". 

When my family came to the U.S. and I knew enough English, I was able to read Tom Sawyer again, in the original language and full-length version.  I did have some trouble, though, with all those Southern colloquial expressions, since I was about ten at the time. 

I used to love going to the library to take out books, but this delight didn't last long, because the day always came when I had to return a book I had greatly enjoyed reading...  This happened over and over.  Each time I read a book, it became a part of me, so the day of its return was always a depressing occasion for me.  I wanted to keep the book!  So then I started bugging my parents to get me this or that book, for my birthday, for Christmas, or just whenever I decided that I just had to have a particular book!  So it was that I got books like Black Beauty, Little Women, Alice in Wonderland, Hans Brinker or The Silver Skates, Treasure Island, and many others.

I have always wanted to dive right into a novel and just be my favorite character!  I don't much like reality, which I find so boring... 

Somewhere along the line, I got into the habit of taking a book with me everywhere I went.  That habit has stayed with me, too.  If I have to wait in line anywhere, I read.  If I have to sit for a while in a doctor's office, I read.  I even used to read a bit when I was at a red light, but gave that up, realizing I was going a bit too far...lol.

I currently own well over 2,000 books.  I don't know the exact number.  Although most of them are in English, I do have some in Spanish.  I've been meaning to read Jorge Luis Borges for a while, and haven't gotten to him yet...

Books have always been my life!  And, as Borges used to say, I hope Paradise will be some kind of library!


Here are some of my bulging bookshelves!
(And my night table...)

 













Friday, February 18, 2011

The Blood-Red Pencil: Great writing advice!!



The Blood-Red Pencil

Thanks to my good friend, aobibliophile at aobibliosphere, I have discovered
this absolutely WONDERFUL blog
that provides advice to writers, as well as editing services
and other very cool stuff!! 
The name chosen for this blog is not only rather poetic,
but very appropriate, too, since one of the skills
writers need to learn is how to cut material
they may actually love, but may not be working for their
story or novel.
(Besides, it also reminds me of vampires...lol.)
So this blog is very aptly named

Following are two excerpts from an article posted by Maryann Miller, at
this terrific blog. 
It was originally published
on yet another blog I will also be checking out,
who is a school psychologist, as well as a YA and nonfiction author.


Here are the excerpts:


:•    Set small, attainable goals.

Most writers I know set very lofty goals that are hard to achieve (I will finish this novel in 30 days). Or they set goals that take a very long time and involve things not in our control (I will find and agent and sell a book within xx years). These types of goals can backfire unless you also set small goals that you can achieve pretty quickly. It’s all about building momentum when you are carefully backing away from the cliff. Set goals that enable you to feel success quickly.

•    Face your fears.

Writing is an interesting thing. It has the power to unlock some of your deepest darkest yuck that lurks inside - or maybe that’s just me. Regardless, pursuing your dreams in this business will require you to face some of your doubts and fears sooner or later. So, you need to be prepared. Personally, I think the only way to deal with the scary stuff is to walk straight through it. You have lots of supporters to help you on this path. Grab their hands, close your eyes, and move forward – no matter how hard it feels at times.




The complete article can be found





Monday, October 11, 2010

What's the lure of the fantastic?

There are many reading genres, but certain people will gravitate toward fantasy and science fiction time and time again, to the exclusion of all others.  I count myself among them, with the only exception of the romance genre, which is also one of my favorites.  I especially enjoy reading paranormal romances like The Twilight Saga and the Night World series.  In fact, I prefer such books to ordinary romance novels, although I do read those, as well.

So what is it about fantasy and science fiction that so appeals to many people, although not all?  Is it merely the curiosity factor?  Is it the wish to escape?  But if so, escape from what?

It’s both of these things, and much more.  It’s the desire to tap into the deepest recesses of our minds, where symbols thrive, living in a world of their own, a world that our waking, rational minds find to be weird, incomprehensible.  Fantasy and science fiction, and paranormal romance as well, access this world that lies beyond consciousness.  It is the world of archetypes, those eternal realities first described by Carl Jung as the denizens of what he termed “the collective unconscious”.  He differentiated this level of the mind from the personal unconscious, which is that belonging to the individual person.  The collective unconscious is the heritage of the entire human race. 

I believe we long to experience this level of the mind.  However, since our waking consciousness finds it nearly impossible to communicate with it, we rely on symbols, mythology, fairy tales, and stories of alien worlds.  We even yearn to experience, at least vicariously, all the strange, wonderful adventures that are impossible to find in our waking reality. 

Why do we want to live in the world of the collective unconscious?  Perhaps because we feel the need to compensate somehow for the monotony of so-called ‘reality’, with its daily, boring routines – the morning commute, the gossip at the office, the bills in the mail…  For those still in school, there’s the piles of homework, being bullied by classmates, not being asked to go to the prom….  There has to be more to life than these things!  

So it is that we dream, each and every night, and enter that alien unconscious world.  So it is that we seek it when awake, through the works of such authors as J.R.R. Tolkien, C.S. Lewis, J.K. Rowling, Stephenie Meyer, Isaac Asimov, Robert Heinlein, Ursula K. LeGuin, L.J. Smith, and so many others that transport us into strange alternate realities, thus helping us to live as heroes and heroines, rather than ordinary people.  So it is that we become part of a world deep within us, while at the same time, part of the very cosmos itself.

Thursday, September 30, 2010

In the Dreamtime...

It all started with a dream…

Stephenie Meyer’s Twilight Saga, as most of us fans know by now, got started with a dream.  She clearly saw Edward and Bella in a sunlit meadow.  She heard them discussing the problems inherent to their unique relationship.  

It’s all in the dream.  It’s the theater of the subconscious.  
Creativity lives and breathes here, in the subconscious mind, which is free, limitless, and full of symbols that sometimes interact in very strange ways.  The writer, the artist, is the person who allows these symbols to emerge, to take control, even, with no concern for the dictates of the conscious mind.  One lets go, one goes with the flow, allowing oneself to be carried by the stream of images, words, feelings, music – whatever it is that moves the artist.  One lets go.  This is the most important point.  One ignores the critic, the censor.  One allows characters, words, pictures, or whatever it is, to emerge.  Unfettered.  Flowing.  Incandescent. Glowing.  Sparkling. 

How very difficult this is at times!  ‘Reality’ intrudes.  Routines, rules, and regulations must be followed.  One must get to work on time.  Bills have to be paid.  Babies cry for their bottles, and husbands for their dinner.  (Even those of us women who don’t have kids, like me, still have the husbands to deal with.  But mine is very sweetly content to eat out most of the time, or we buy microwave dinners. ) 

There are all kinds of inane, trivial, inconsequential things that can mess up one’s creative juices.  So one has to set aside whatever time one can, in order to allow the subconscious to possess one’s body, so that it can dance, and flow, and give forth inspiration, and thus comes the book, the painting, the movie, the piano concerto, or the elegant, swan-like movements of a ballet choreography….

It all begins with the dream.  It all begins with allowing the dream to live, taking the place of this mundane ‘reality’ we think is real.  The secret is that it’s not.  What we know as 'reality' is made up of the consensus of the majority.  It’s the paradigm created by the majority.  So we believe in it, and live by it. 

Art and creativity are not the consensus of the majority.  They are the special preserve of those who are willing to break away from the majority, by allowing the subconscious mind free play.

More and more, I want to free myself from this oppressive thing we humans call ‘reality’.  More and more, I want to simply allow my subconscious mind to have its way with me.  This is what it’s doing right now.  I have stepped aside, and the words are thus free to flow from within, with no restraint, no obligations to be anything but what they are.

It’s a little like receiving dictation.  I’m dictating to myself, except that I am not consciously attempting to control the words that are coming out.  

It all started with the dream…  It always does.

I want to dream and dream and dream and dance in the light of my dreams which will then become my new reality….

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Sunday, September 26, 2010

A writer's work is never done....

I am definitely exhausted at the moment.  It’s now 6:15 PM here in Miami.  I’ve been at it since I got up, at exactly 1:08 PM… Oh, yeah, I like to pull my late nights on weekends, and then get up late, too.  Not that I go out clubbing or anything.  My late nights are spent on reading, mostly, or browsing on the Internet.  I try to combine both. 

Since Friday, I’ve been obsessively busy with this one Twilight-inspired story, “It Happened That Night”.  I originally posted it on fanfiction.net, a couple of years ago.  It was the last story I posted on that site, and I had not been back since.  I guess I got hung up on whether or not I got a lot of reviews.   I know I shouldn’t be, but when I see that any of my stories is not getting reviews, well, I can’t help but feel bad…

Suddenly, out of the blue, my subconscious mind decided to tinker with it again. And tinker I did!!  I’ve only stopped now.  I think the story is finally the way I want it to be.  It does feel complete now.

I wrote an entirely new section for it, and revised and revised and revised it until I had it just ‘right’.  Then I went back into the older section of the story, and revised some parts of it, as well.  

I deleted my original story from ff.net, and posted the new and improved version, with the title “Saturday Night in Port Angeles”.  I hoped no one would remember the previous story, but I couldn't risk it.  With a new title, it would surely stand a chance to be read, I thought.

I’m very much a perfectionist when it comes to writing.  And I’ve always heard it said, by writers with many books in their resumes, that one should do a lot of revising. One should be willing to toss out the most incredibly beautiful sentences, if they’re not contributing anything meaningful to the story, not advancing the plot, or telling the reader anything about a  character that they didn’t already know.

This is why writing is so time-consuming, and downright hard work.  This is also what makes it such a daunting undertaking.  But you know what?  The more you do it, the more passionate you get about it.  The more you lose your fear of the writing process itself.  

When you first put fingers to the keyboard ( occasionally I do put pen to paper, as I did before my computer geek husband got me a laptop), you feel stiff, unsure, even intimidated.  The important thing, though, is to start.  Once you get going, sometimes you can’t seem to stop!  (Like now, for instance, lol.)

So you start writing, timidly at first, and then, you’re suddenly on a roll, and the words just seem to write themselves on the page, and before you know it, you look up, and the sun is setting, or your spouse asks you a question which you answer with a moronic ‘huh?’

It’s now 6:38 PM, and I am calling it quits for today, “today” being the operative word, of course.  Lol!