Monday, July 20, 2015

Who doesn't love a good ghost story?

Believe or don't believe, but I bet there isn't one of
us that hasn't enjoyed a good ghost story.
I myself, love, love, love ghosts.
Last night, a repeat of "Dark Stories" aired on the ABC.
Good old fashioned "true" ghost stories
told by aboriginals.
Even better.
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One story was completely off the wall and spooky as all
hell in both imagery and words,
but I won't go into details.
I don't want to spoil it for those who might get it on repeats.
Now I love spooky.
I love that creepy edge to a story.
I think no matter what I write, that creepy, spooky quality pokes its way in.
So ghosts?
Bring them on.
Let them run up and down my walls.
And so...from Goth to Horror to Ghosts.
Enjoy the chills.
Between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea (Between, #1)The Madman's Daughter (The Madman's Daughter, #1)The Coldest Girl in Coldtown
The Name of the Star (Shades of London, #1)Paper ValentineLong Lankin

Sunday, July 19, 2015

The TBR pile.

How do we get through them?
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Stacks and stacks.
Pages and pages.
Open one. Read another.
And the stacks keep growing and the pages keep turning.
Doesn't matter.
Let the stacks ebb and grow.
Go with the flow.

Saturday, July 18, 2015

Ah, Rumi. Poet of love. Poet of life.

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"Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field.
I'll meet you there."
Ah, Rumi.
The lover of love. The lover of life.
And so.
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"The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you. 
Don't go back to sleep."

Friday, July 17, 2015

The Ship of Sorrow.

Today we are reminded of life.
Live in fullness with your hands open and your hearts ready.
Time is a woeful thing and the world can sometimes be terribly unkind. 
My sorrow and thoughts are with Nick tonight.
His loss will be intolerable.
 All and everything, 
let live again in the beat of your heart.
With love.
"Come sail your ships around me."
Forever more.

Tuesday, July 14, 2015

Do you remember, Harper?

I remember.
The touch of the cool grass on those hot summer days. 
I remember.
That house, the one we walked by fast and sometimes slow.
I remember.
The oak with the hollow in it and the shiny Indian inside.
I flipped it twice.
Heads. Tails.
Never thought I'd win.
We got another story. We got another book.
We got another one from Harper Lee.
I'm holding that coin in my hand. Boo's watching me. He is.
He thinks I don't see him.
I do.
And I'm squinting at the shadow coming up the street, 
in and out of streetlights, in and out of me.
His voice is but a whisper, but damn if I don't hear it still.
"Shoot all the bluejays you want, if you can hit 'em, but remember it's a sin to kill a mockingbird."
And so,
it is.
This comes to us not without controversy,
but with any such button pushing to make up your own mind.

Saturday, July 11, 2015

The juncture at Jellicoe Road.

La jonction d'hier qui se heurte a demain et le
parcours de la nouvelle route.
The juncture of yesterday that collides with tomorrow.
And the journey of the new road. 
On the Jellicoe Road
If you haven't read this, do!
Writers like Marchetta will dig into your hearts and turn them over 
looking for stones.
Hold out your heart.
The kind of YA that holds dear to feel.
The kind of YA this writer holds dear.
Hold it out.
No fear.

Thursday, July 9, 2015

Positive Negative Space.

In the study of drawing, 
there's an approach that refers to "positive negative" space,
whereby you focus on the surrounding space and
allow the object to reveal itself.
It's just another slant.
Another way of "training" the eye and
considering the "complete" composition.
If you see a vase in the above, you are viewing positive space.
Black faces, negative.
Take that out into life.
How do you want to see it?
Look at things negatively, or
train your eye in another direction?
In writing, we must have both, and concentrate on both.
We must create tension and relief, black and white together,
the up and down of words.
It is a journey after all.
Black. White.
Negative. Positive.
Light. Shade.
Both must work in tandem to reveal the picture,
or you're just staring at a blank canvas.
Don't blank out. 
Block it out.
Writing + Life.

Wednesday, July 8, 2015

When I Stop Talking, You'll Know I'm Dead Weintraub

When I Stop Talking You'll Know I'm Dead.
I've been prompted to this by a recent comment on another post,
and it got me thinking about our lives, the boxes we can sometimes put them in.
Don't do it. Don't get in them.
It's a trick. Once in, no one hardly gets out.
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Weintraub did not do "the box."
The guy, he lived life.
He was in and out of all things, knew a lot of people from all walks,
 a "POW" grabbing life with both hands guy. 
When I Stop Talking, You'll Know I'm Dead: Useful Stories from a Persuasive Man
I would've loved to have had a conversation with this man.
Heady stuff.

Tuesday, July 7, 2015

The monkey that is the middle.

The middle
 I started a new book, as in reading not writing,
 although that new “writing one" certainly is simmering, but this is a 
 “in the middle” warning.
It started so promising. I mean I was so excited. The way in which the words flowed pulled me right in, and the characters too. I wanted to spend time with them, one in particular.
But. Then.
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The needle was stuck.
It started getting a little boring. 
I mean comes a time when you need to move things along.
It was that time.
The repetitive nature of the MC’s internal musings, or view of the world, 
was making me turn the pages slower, slower, slower…whoops, stopped.
Taking a break.
It just wasn’t happening.
I’m still going back to it, cause I believe in finishing what you start.
 It’s my own personal pet peeve, but I did start thinking about the actual problem,
 or trying to find it. 
What was slowing me down? 
What was slowing him down?
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When I looked back I could see a pattern. 
The same things were happening, in that the same “kind” of scenes replayed 
with very few variables. It was all just a little too repetitive, 
and there'd been such a promising tease of more. 
I wanted that story, 
but the pages have turned, and that titillation hangs in the fog.
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That to me was the problem with the “middle.”
Clear the fog, bring the essence up forward, keep moving to 
that in which we want to see. 
The story. 
Otherwise, it sort of feels like stalling, like it’s being unnecessarily dragged out.  
That’s okay too. 
Tease me a little, but don’t tease a lot. 
It’s all about balance. 
It's about moving it forward.
In the middle?
Focus on getting to the end.